i just have this huge gut feeling that when all is said and done, when i get completely tired of you, tired of trying, and i stop believing. . . that is when you will start. that is when you will realize where you went wrong and what you lost. and it's going to be too late. there wont be a word left to say to change my mind. as dramatically self righteous as it sounds, you will never find any one else on this entire earth as loving as me. and honestly, i'm gonna feel bad for you because you can't even see it now but you're going to need me. bad as the air you breathe. and i wont be there. i guess that's why i subconsciously linger on, stick around, and hold on with what's left of my fingertips. because i'm trying to give you a chance. while u still have one. i'm trying to love you while it's still there. but i can feel it slowly fading already. slowly burning out. right along with the patience i've been striving to have. and pretty soon, i will throw in the towel. along with the rag i used to scrub you off.  i'm just letting you know now. don't say i never warned you.